SHADOW ON CAVES
The form in which we live our lives
Breeds in the midst of demon hives.
The form in which we live our lives
Breeds in the midst of demon hives.
Saturday, September 30, 2017
Wednesday, September 20, 2017
THE FRONT by Dauda Onawola
THE FRONT
Going to war without weapon, I am not safe, I am conscious.
At the front, even the stones be tantamount of sword.
Going to war without weapon, I am not safe, I am conscious.
At the front, even the stones be tantamount of sword.
Wednesday, September 13, 2017
WW VIII: STILL I STAND by Taoheed Adegbite
STILL I STAND
When the weather looks crowdy
The thunder seems coming with great storm
When the weather looks crowdy
The thunder seems coming with great storm
Tuesday, September 5, 2017
SHALLOW SHADOW by Dauda Onawola
SHALLOW SHADOW
Light casted darkness
The reality of our illusive fate
Power of the amaranthine lone son of the day
Monday, September 4, 2017
THE BEAUTIFUL MOON by Muhyideen Kolawole
THE BEAUTIFUL MOON
The glimmering face of the angel;
The bright white flash of her teeth;
The glimmering face of the angel;
The bright white flash of her teeth;
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